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I smile and take her hand, "Neither do I. So come on," I say tugging her up and towards the dance floor.

I pull her close to me and look at the people around us slowly following their steps and guiding her with me.

"Hot, yes, a mess, I don't think so," I say twirling her around.

I laugh and dip her, "Why?" I ask sweetly, my smile blazing. She looked amazing!

"True," I say and laugh, I grab her arm and lift her up, twirling her around. Why not? We're too cool for them! What has gotten into me?

I smile and we Waltz around.

I laugh and step wide, can you imagine if I crush her toes?

I gasp and pick her u bridal style. "Oh God, Red, I'm so sorry! Are you okay? Does it hurt?" I ask setting her down on the table.

"Liar," I mutter putting ice on her toes.

"This was a bad idea," I groan. "I broke your toes!"

"You're a terrible liar," I mumble, "I'm taking you to the hospital then home," I say.

I chuckle, "Well then hospital then my place. Sound good?" I ask looking up at her.

I wrao her thighs around me and lift her up, my hands holding her thighs, to keep her dress from drifting upwards. "Is this okay?" I ask a bit nervous of where my hands were and her reaction.

I jog to the car and set her down gently.

"What did you do?"

I chuckle, "Come down Red, it'll just be a quick check and wrap."

"Good girl," I chuckle and drive to the hospital.

I pick her up and bring her into the hospital.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Stop, they can just check your heartbeat," I say walking in.

"For thee, I will put my life at stake, but thus must declare loyalty to my services," I tease. "Yes, I am," I say carrying her in and explaining about her toes.

I sit her down and watch as they do xrays and wrap her tiny. Pretty toes up.

I laugh, "Yes, we are," I say picking her up and walking out.

I shake my head and laugh, and walk to my car, setting her down gently on the passenger seat.

"My place, unless you're afraid?" I ask.

I nod, "True, true," I say and drive towards my place.

"Yep. She's probably pissed that I left her home alone." I say.

"Yep," I say after a few seconds of hesitation.

"5600 Estate Rd." I say to her.

"Out of town," I say driving carefully

I swallow, "Because that's where I live."

I pull up to my driveway and park the car, shutting it off.

I sense her tense and look over, "You okay?"

I stare at her, "I don't know." I shrug. "I moved her two years ago."

"Inside, watching tv most likely." I say.

"Why?" I ask totally confused.

I stare after her and back away like she told me. Where was my baby? Dis something happen to her? Is she okay? NaNi come on girl you're strong, fight it baby.

I see NaNi race out of the house towards me and leaps on top of me, shaking madly. I look at her and hug her close. "Oh NaNi, what happened? Where Amber?" And she instantly starts barking and growling towards the house. Amber told me to stay put, but what if she was in trouble, especially with her foot.

I cant help but want to help. I reach into the car and into her bag, I grab the knife, and creep towards the back of the house.

I squirm in terrible pain, I pick up the knife and remeber how Dad used to throw them at targets, I gasp and throw the knife at perfect speed and angle, though it only hits the mans thigh and ut starts to blurr.

I cry out and scream at the top of my lungs, my everything hurting, my eyes start to black on and off. "Red-" I groan. I couldnt speak.

((She's a werewolf?))


I stare at Amber in shock. My heart pounding fast, Amber? Amber was a werewolf?

((Yeah, it's cool!))

I watch in terror unable to move as the guy came towards me.

My whole body felt like sacks of nothingness, my eyes shut and everything goes dark.

I felt light, and all I wanted was to be back with NaNi and Amber. My eyes flutter open, but I wasn't at my house, I was at Ambers. My whole body was numb and hirt like crazy. I groan, "Red?" I say hoping she was around. "Amber?" I choke.

I was breathing hard and I look over at her, "Hi," I say softly. "Where's NaNi? Are you okay? Is she okay?" I ask too fast.

"Come here, lay with me, please," I whisper.

I nod, embarrassed. Why the heck would I ask that? I shake my head and sit up, and realize how painful that was I lay back down. "I'm not hungry, thanks anyway."

I stare at her, "Thanks, it's good." I mumble. My rib hurting.

"It's okay, you saved my life, and I thank you," I say with a bright smile.